puddle reflections

What a night. What rain. This morning it's waterworld. The floods are worse than ever. Even at low tide half the town was underwater. 
Tonight there's more heavy rain. 
The creeping damp invades the house. Parts are damp and mouldy that never have been before. 

It's my birthday, but the flooding meant I had to cancel my planned and much looked forward to night out. 
Instead it was wine and comedy box sets and the cosy fireside, nice phone chats with friends and family, and skype chats with Freddie.